Chapter 143
Vulture then approached in his black racing suit and said, “I don’t care if you’re Windbreaker or not, but you’ll be my underling today,”
Bonnie retorted, “I’ve heard about you and studied you. You’re pretty good, but there’s room for improvement. Aw, do you dream of beating me? Maybe in a hundred years, bud,”
“Hmph, you arrogant little-”
“Oh, I didn’t finish. I meant to say, not even in a hundred years.”
“I sure hope you are Windbreaker. Then, I can shame you for what you just said!”
Bonnie waved a finger at him and said solemnly, “Tsk, tak, tak, you won’t have that chance,”
Vulture was outraged. “Calling you arrogant was an understatement!
Bonnie responded calmly, “Arrogant or not, I can back my words up,”
“Fine! Let’s see if you can. We’ll settle this once and for alll” Vulture was determined to show Bonnie the consequences of her arrogance.
Hamish interjected, “We can’t settle the score tonight. Don’t forget that today’s just the preliminary round. The finals will be in a week.”
Locals were not the only ones competing for the development rights. Big shots from other major cities had joined, too. Over a hundred factions had gathered for the race, making it unrealistic for everyone to race in one go.
Hence, they made it into a tournament and divided the participants into ten groups. Unsurprisingly, Bonnie and Vulture were not in the same group.
“You’re lucky tonight. I hope you don’t get eliminated in the first round, or it’ll be embarrassing,” Vulture threatened.
“Likewise.” Bonnie feared nothing.
Xavier made a throat–cutting gesture.
“Ugh!” Bonnie grunted. The impact was so sudden that her forehead hit the steering wheel, causing
“What the hell is that all about?!” Ged was furious. “Such shameless behavior! We’re competing fairly, yet they’re using such dirty tricks!”
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